Walk on water

Fearfully I ride the oceans waves of power
To the crest I go then crashing down
The ocean rolls like thunder
Splashing her magnificent spray far beyond the horizon
Eyes cast toward this great expanse
Seemingly limitless
Deeper than the depths of mans deepest dive
Raw power that roars with greater rage than a lions pride
Who can contain it
Who can match it
There is only one Master
He speaks to the perfect storm
His voice is majestic
It thunders like the ocean
But gentle as a dove
He quietens the storm
With just two words
Be still
Then calls me
Come across the other side.


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